Down in Texas near the DFW Among the shrubs and patios and barbecues Was born a suburban boy named Billy B Bad Had a white bread momma and a rock and roll dad Didn't have much soul or country roots But he sure looked cute in his cowboy suit B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad He can spot a trend and he knows a pad He's a country singer named Billy B Bad. He sounds like everybody on the radio He's building up his biceps for the video The people at the label said we like to start 'em young We know you're twenty three but we'll say you're twenty one They played him some Strait they played him some Jones Now he's got that country music way down in his bones. B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad Watch out for your daughters he's gonna drive 'em mad The country s** symbol called Billy B Bad. Now poor ol' Billy's at the end of the line He's over the hill cause he's pushing twenty nine He's not as young and he's not as handsome He just tested positive for brandson He'll never be that hot again Look for his music in the oldies bin B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad B-B-B-B-Billy, Billy B Bad What a great career he had Say goodbye to Billy B Bad...